Break the Dimensional Wall

Pig man?big ghost clan?

Saitama had a question mark on his face, just hearing these two words, he felt that the world was a bit complicated, and he was here to collect information this time, so he had no way of understanding the situation in this world.

"Swallow everything, ravage everything—" The body maintained the appearance of an ugly half-orc, and the head looked a bit like a pig's head. He kept repeating these two sentences, and... also wantonly destroyed the surrounding buildings. , as if to step on everything.

A pig-headed man raised the ax in his hand high and was trying to chop it down. The target he wanted to hurt was a little girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and had sharp horns on her head.

With a sound of "whoosh", a shadow that was hard to detect with the naked eye flashed in front of his eyes, and the little girl who was almost chopped up by the pig-headed man was also firmly put aside.

"Who are you?" Although the pig-headed man has a poor brain, he still has a basic IQ. Suddenly a strange person appears in the tribe of the big ghost tribe. Doesn't it look wrong?

Besides, the magic element in this man...

I can't even notice it!

The IQ of the pig-headed man is not enough for him to figure out what is going on with Saitama.

"Me? I'm just a hero out of interest." Saitama put his arms around his chest, and the little girl he saved looked up at this strange bald head. His appearance looked too ordinary, but He stood there casually, but gave people a kind of strength that was hard to ignore.

"Hero? Heh, a brave man?" The pig-headed man gave a low laugh, raised the ax in his hand, and was about to strike at Saitama.

Seeing the action of the pig-headed man, the little girl let out a short exclamation, "Please be careful!"

"Ah?" Saitama didn't even lift his head, just waved it casually, and the pig-headed man was beaten into blood foam.

The little girl's eyes widened sharply, she stared blankly at Saitama, and gritted her teeth quickly in the next second, "Sir! Please! Please help us! These pig-headed men suddenly broke into our village and killed our Compatriots, please help us!"

"I see." Saitama nodded, he looked around, and some pig-headed people who noticed this side also looked at them, with fierce eyes, as if they regarded Saitama as a plate of food.

Saitama's figure shook for a moment, and disappeared in place. The little girl quickly looked around, trying to find Saitama's figure.

In the meantime, those pig-headed men had no room to resist at all, and fell to the ground one after another.These pig-headed men, who had caused great losses to their big ghost clan, could not survive for a second under the hands of this strange man.Almost in an instant, more than half of the pig-headed man he saw had disappeared.

"That man..." Hearing the voice, the little girl raised her head and quickly got up to salute.

"Young master!" But when she got up, her movements were a little flustered, the little girl accidentally pulled her wound, and she took a deep breath.

"Be careful." The red-haired man quickly grabbed the little girl's arm and stabilized her figure, "You go to the side to rest first, look at the current situation, the battle is about to end."

After sighing, the red-haired man asked again, "Who is this man?"

"I don't know," the little girl shook her head, "That gentleman suddenly appeared and saved me."

The battle situation has developed to this point, and there is no need for the big ghosts to take any action. In other words, if they want to help, they may hinder the savior who saved their village.

The old man with a somewhat flamboyant gait took two quick steps. Seeing that the red-haired man didn't seem to be seriously injured, he let out a long sigh of relief and walked to the side of the red-haired man, panting lowly to calm himself down. "That man, looks a bit like a human, but..."

Noticing the frown of the white-haired old man, the red-haired man hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, maybe there is something special about him, I can't detect it." Seeing Saitama deal with these pig-headed men with one punch, the white-haired old man shook his head again, "There are people outside, this is The strength of this gentleman is unfathomable, young master, I will show my utmost sincerity to thank this gentleman later."

The red-haired man nodded, "Of course I know."

During their short conversation, the pig-headed people who almost ran away from the village had been wiped out.

The red-haired man stepped forward quickly, stood in front of Saitama and bowed deeply to him, "Really, thank you so much!..."

The red-haired man still had a lot to say, but just as he lowered his head, his eyes couldn't help but get hot. His fellow citizens, if it wasn't for the appearance of this gentleman, would they have been wiped out?

Saitama waved his hand, "There's no need to do this... Uh, you should hurry up and see other people."

"Yes..." The red-haired man wiped his wet eye sockets fiercely, and ran towards the chaotic crowd.

The original big ghost village with more than 300 people no longer exists. There are too many injured partners, and there are many more...even with no bones left.

"Young master..." The white-haired old man stood behind the red-haired man and patted his back, as if to comfort him.Seeing the blue-haired clansman approaching, he asked, "How's the situation?"

The blue-haired ghost man knelt down on one knee and replied respectfully, "There are more than 64 members of the big ghost clan, and 36 of them are still alive, and [-] of them are seriously injured.

After finishing speaking, the scene was silent for a while, no one spoke, their hands were clenched tightly, their veins popped up, as if they were suppressing the anger in their hearts, "Damn pig-headed man!"

Because the white-haired old man is very old and his body is not very convenient to move, it is naturally not his turn to settle the tribe, so the white-haired old man walked to Saitama's side to express his gratitude to him again.

"Don't worry too much, since I'm fine, I'll go first." Saying that, Saitama waved his hand and was about to leave.

The white-haired old man quickly called Saitama to stop, "Master, please stay still, at least let us express our gratitude to you, and our clansman is seriously injured, if possible, I would like to trouble Sir!"

Saitama raised his head and thought for a while. Anyway, there was nothing to do. If it wasn't for the fact that they were busy, he would have planned to spend the night here.

Several people were busy preparing a barbecue for Saitama. The house was severely damaged and there was almost no place to live. The members of the big ghost clan felt guilty.Seeing that the wounded were also lying outside, Saitama naturally wouldn't let them find a comfortable place to live for him, and quickly stopped a few people from moving.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do?"

The red-haired man sighed, "The few of us who are not seriously injured plan to go nearby to find medicine for wounds, and...revenge!"

As he said that, the red-haired man half-kneeled on the ground, and gave another salute, "Thank you very much, Mr. Saitama, I wonder if I could trouble you to stay here for one night, waiting for us..."

"No problem!" Saitama agreed without hesitation, but he was just helping to look after the wounded, and he didn't need to take care of him. He didn't need to bother about this matter at all.

A few people who were not seriously injured were walking on the road. Although the Jura Forest is vast and boundless, it is not easy to find precious healing herbs. Some people's injuries are too serious. But these two days.

"Damn it! It would be great if there was a recovery potion for the dwarves!"

"Impossible, it took too long to rush from us to the Dovagon Kingdom, and it was too late."

"Or...we go to seal the cave to try our luck?" Several people looked at each other, and finally chose this plan, and the direction of progress changed.The storm dragon in the sealed cave has disappeared, maybe they can really find something from it.

And in the direction they were walking, several goblins and Gargoyles came towards them, "Barbecue, barbecue! I want to cook the best meal for Master Limulu!"